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it's so amazing how someone changes....
and how easy they can snap.......
it's so strange how everything you thought you knew can be altered forevermore.....

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so my thoughts run back to before
when i wanted to hurt myself
my thoughts run back to the day
when any pain i could controle
was a relief, a way to be free

i yearned to see my blood
to feel the soft touch of that blade
to watch the crimson paint my arm
and show it's love to me

and now i think again
though i know that i should stop
the more these thoughts flow by
the greater the chance of repetition grows

but now i'm an adult
no time to call for help
all these childish thoughts
i wish they'd go away.....

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call for help

Contributed by purplestary on Wednesday, 1st September 2004 @ 07:27:46 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

it's so amazing how someone changes....
and how easy they can snap.......
it's so strange how everything you thought you knew can be altered forevermore.....

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

so my thoughts run back to before
when i wanted to hurt myself
my thoughts run back to the day
when any pain i could controle
was a relief, a way to be free

i yearned to see my blood
to feel the soft touch of that blade
to watch the crimson paint my arm
and show it's love to me

and now i think again
though i know that i should stop
the more these thoughts flow by
the greater the chance of repetition grows

but now i'm an adult
no time to call for help
all these childish thoughts
i wish they'd go away.....

Copyright © purplestary ... [ 2004-09-01 07:27:46]
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Re: call for help (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Wednesday, 1st September 2004 @ 07:33:52 AM AEST
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a sad write, you have got time to call for help, at some stage in our lives we all need some sort of help from another, it takes a brave person to admit that they can't do it on their own and seek help, you are not alone, there are people here for you if you need them *hugs*

pixie xx

Re: call for help (User Rating: 1 )
by Willofree on Wednesday, 1st September 2004 @ 10:32:44 AM AEST
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Poem is a sad and somewhat morbid read. I don't mean morbid in a critical way, but in a self destructive way. Your thoughts are not "childish"; and because you are an adult with choices you can reach out for help.

I pray that you will seek help!
Willofree

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